That was me on Saturday, while watching the game that I will speak of no further. Egads. Is it odd though that I think we have a chance against SC this weekend? It's hard to have faith as a Cal fan, but I have a little, it seems.
I've been working off-site in another lab the past couple of days, so I haven't had a chance to write until today (I suppose I could do it at home, but there's just too much TV and Bejeweled and Farmville to attend to at that point).
Now that the Fall TV season is fully upon us, we're finding our DVR a bit overloaded. Last night, we had "House," "Heroes," "How I Met Your Mother," and "Dancing with the Stars" all on at 8pm. Not to mention the football game that was still going on. We've just sorta started watching HIMYM and I'm only an occassional viewer of DWTS, so those two got the axe, as we can only record two shows at once. How long we continue to DVR "Heroes" remains to be seen - we haven't watched the premiere yet.
So my blogging has become a weekly event, but in my defense, we've been a bit busy of late. It's probably all for the better anyways, as it spares you all my sour moods, which can be frequent these days. Actually, I've been pretty up and down lately. I'll be completely down and depressed one day, and then completely upbeat the next. It's nutty.
Marc was out of town this weekend (he had to go to Vancouver to take care of some things for his grandmother), but I was pretty much never by my lonesome self thanks to my friends, who were nice enough to hang out with me.
I realized it's Thursday, and I haven't recapped my weekend at all, since I've been busy wallowing in self pity these last couple of days. I'm trying not to be depressed - because really, what can I do about it? - but I admit that on Tuesday I felt like I just wanted to curl up in a ball in bed and just make the world stop. But I'm slowly starting to get moments of clarity again - all I can do is move on to the next cycle, and try to see what I can do different or better. Hopefully, somewhere at the end of this hellish ride, we'll find happy news.
Went to the clinic this morning for my pregnancy test, and finally got a call from my doctor this afternoon: it's negative. I never took a home pregnancy test, so I didn't know what to expect. Part of me thought it might really happen this time, but no. So I'm sitting here at work, unable to get ahold of Marc, and really wishing I could go home right now.
This blog has probably been pretty dull to read as of late - I apologize for that. I'm just caught up in cycle hell, and it's been hard to process much else. This part in particular is pretty agonizing, because there's literally a week of nothing until I find out. And in the meantime, it's all, do I or do I not feel pregnant, even though it's way too early to feel anything.
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